My Tennis Treasure, Starting From Polk's Retention!

0262 Polk: Say goodbye to your tennis career!

"Bastard!! Polk!! What the hell did you do!!"

"boom

"boom

"German U-17 team Polk scored! Score 0-40!"

"How is it possible!! I have opened the Alaya Consciousness!! I have stepped into the forbidden field!!"

"Why is it still not working!!"

"boom--"

"boom---

"Polke of the German U-17 team scored! The end of the game! The score is 5-5! ~ Change hair!"

inside the court.

The audience looked at Byōdōin Hōō, who was still suppressed by Polk without knowing it.

There was indescribable excitement on their faces.

after all.

In their hearts, Polk, known as the strongest high school student in the U-17 World Cup, is back!!

Available for Japan U-17 players.

Everyone looked pale.

Powerless!!

Byōdōin Hōō in order to open the alaya consciousness, the price paid by the other party is already the other party's possessions.

Even if you don't want to admit it...

But in this game, the opponent's defeat seems to be a foregone conclusion!

Mitsuya Akuto even closed his laptop.

It's not just because this game is no longer a game he can use to calculate the winning percentage.

It is because there is no need to calculate in this game!

Seeing the start of the 11th inning, Polk once again showed his absolutely crushing strength.

15-0!

30-0!

40-0!

"Polke of the German U-17 team scored! The end of the game! The score is 6-5!"

Just 5 minutes.

The 11th game has been won by Polk again.

At the same time as the situation of the game changed, the match point game was also transferred to Polk's hands.

Only one game away!

He will win the game.

Inside the VIP box of the United States U-17 team.

Reinhardt looked at the situation that was reversed by Polk again, and Byōdōin Hōō, who was standing on the court serve baseline with the European ball in his hands, had a somewhat collapsed gaze.

"It's over... Even with the terrifying power exchanged with Hell's Abyss, Byōdōin Hōō can't take a single goal from Polk again!

"Another dimension...is it actually another self..."

"Jurgen Borisovich Polke!"

"Maybe he wasn't the most gifted tennis player of our generation, but...he's ahead of me, Camus, Amadeus and even Médanore!"

His evaluation was recognized by Dudu and Chico.

Echizen Ryoma on the side was silent.

He was shocked by the full strength of Byōdōin Hōō and Polk in this match.

same!

He also understands in this game.

Compared with the real top tennis players, the gap between his own tennis is much bigger than he imagined!

Let him stand on the court instead.

Even the Asura Shinto can be turned on.

I'm afraid it's just an existence that was defeated casually.

the other side.

In the VIP box where Medanore and others are located.

Medanore looked deeply at Polke in the court, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "Perhaps the past didn't approve of you taking my place..."

"But after this game, you do have the qualifications! Polk... soon! It will be between you and me

Frio stared at Polke's calm face with a complicated expression.

As a person who is very good at observing facial expressions, Fulio can only see an emotion called "confidence" from Polke's face at this time.

other side…………

At this moment, it seems like an existence destined to be unbeatable on the court.

This kind of self-confidence exuded from his bones and aura, combined with his current strength...

Byōdōin Hōō was completely hopeless.

There is also a gap between the top world-class levels.

Alaya can't save the match, waiting for the result of Byōdōin Hōō is self-evident!

Echizen Nanjiro had a wry smile on his lips.

"It's really.... If you push yourself to this point, you will still fail..."

"Even if you try your best to fight against fate, in the end you still can't escape from fate..."

"Miracle, how can it be so easy to be born..."

His soliloquy was heard by Echizen Ryoga who walked beside him at some point.

"Old man...... Hasn't Polk's miracle already been born......"

"Miracle happens all the time!"

Echizen Nanjiro glanced at him and chuckled: "Polke's different dimension is not a miracle! I agree that this is a manifestation of accumulation!"

"The first time I saw this kid's professional league game tape, I knew he was walking a path that no one had tried!"

"Even if I were to go back to my youth, I wouldn't dare to replicate his current tennis career! Only he himself can empathize with the hardships!"

"And...if I guessed correctly! Now this kid's strength can even threaten you? I don't know how to use your strength to confront him head-on! You may not be his opponent!"

Echizen Ryoga's expression changed, and a trace of seriousness flashed across his pupils.

But he quickly grinned: "Old man! You can't say that... Is it possible that I have to give up my advantage during the competition?"

"I have only one goal! That is Kitagawa!"

While talking, he also raised his eyebrows, as if he was pointing to Echizen Nanjiro.

0...asking for flowers...

The latter narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned his head to look at the range of the court: "Don't worry, it should be yours...it will always be yours!"

inside the court.

"boom---

"German U-17 team Polk scored! Score 0-40!"

The third ball of the 12th inning is over.

Almost all the audience stood up.

They were all ready to shout for Polk's victory.

The three Mifūne Nyudō three in the Japan U-17 bench could not help standing up.

For them, there is still a longing in their hearts that Byōdōin Hōō can once again give birth to miracles.

RE...

They themselves know that this is unlikely to happen!!

The same goes for Berti.

Both hands clasped together on the racquet.

The opponent's hand holding the tennis ball trembled uncontrollably again.

Now he not only has to bear the physical pain of opening the alaya consciousness, but also accepts the contest that he is about to fail.

"boom--"

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for a while.

Germany U-17 players in the bench.

Polke looked at Byōdōin Hōō across the court indifferently.

"Say goodbye to your tennis career with this ball!!"

Baptism reappearance of hand swirls!

Although the words were soft, Byōdōin Hōō could hear them clearly.

Just one goal away from winning the second set!!

Serve it... Byōdōin Hōō!"

He gritted his teeth and stared at Polk, and when he raised his hand and threw the ball, he unleashed his own strength to the extreme.

this ball!!

"The Baptism of the Vortex!!"

Even the sweat on his body looked like red blood to outsiders.

Just one goal away!!

Light Strike Destruction!

....00

"If it's a serve timeout...just disrespecting yourself as a tennis player!"

"And the last ball of your tennis career!"

Byōdōin Hōō's eyes were already full of horror.

But when the sound of hitting the ball sounded, the ball was attached with a stronger rotational torque than before.

"The last ball of the game!"

Polk said lightly.

The stress and physical stress of facing Polk had piled up, weighing heavily on Byōdōin Hōō's body and mind.

Facing the ball, Polk's expression changed.

His eyes were already blood red, and the veins and blood vessels on his body were also bursting.

Swing out with all your strength.

It can be said to be his last dignity!!

Defeat Byōdōin Hōō and get the points of singles No. 2. At the same time, Byōdōin Hōō will also pay a terrible price for the "deal" with the abyss of hell!!

"Byōdōin Hōō.....Nice shot!"

Just like a normal two-handed volley.